Peach trees are planted in the sky, and red apricots are planted in the sun.
Born on the Qiu Jiang, Furong doesn't blame the southeast.
Chun Qing Wangjia
Before it rains, flowers appear first, and after it rains, there are no flowers at the bottom of the leaves.
Bees and butterflies have crossed the wall, but spring scenery is next door.
Although the peaches and plums are not in bloom.
Calyx full of aromatic branches.
Feng Shaoyin, Li Langzhong, Chen Zhushu and Bai Juyi jointly performed "Recognizing Spring Play".
After the early change of Liu, the branches are still heavy, while the former branches of bloom are thick.
Help the drunken man secretly, find green wine, and sleep in the red chamber.
I know you haven't said goodbye to the sun and significance, and I plan to travel to the depths of spring.
The Spring Festival Gala will be staged in Houli and Cen Can.
Swallows are beginning to bloom, but the peach blossoms planted in your house are not in bloom.
See you in Chang 'an at the end of February. It's still early to send the spring breeze.
2. Ask for a poem about plum blossoms in bud ~ Give it to a courier in the Song Dynasty who gave it to a leading family in Lukai.
There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring. Don and Xiaomei are in the garden on the mountain and stagger down to the small garden.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare, and you don't need to be good at the golden urn. Wang Mei Anshi counted several plums in the corner, and hanling opened them alone.
It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance. Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and betting on plum blossom poems lost a poem by Wang Anshi of Fahua, "Looking for Spring and Seeing Plum Blossoms", and there was a pile of snow on the road.
Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post. Yimei and Li Shangyin live at the end of the world and don't want things to happen.
Cold plum is the most hateful. It looks like last year's flowers. 1 1 Go to Fufeng in the middle of the month to see plum blossoms, Li Shangyin, graceful and untimely.
Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost. Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken.
Who is the morning show for? Don't wait to be the last word of Fang Meihua (one of them). Lu You heard that the plum blossom is cool and the snow drifts all over the four mountains. How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
Plum blossom quatrains (2) The valley is all north, and flowers bloom late every year. Do you know it's time to be covered with snow and ice?
Plum blossom quatrains (the third) The more awe-inspiring the snow is, the stronger the integrity between flowers is. Outdated will drift away, and shame will pity Dong Jun even more.
Mei Chu, thank you for welcoming the Spring, so I get up early and I am not afraid of the cold. I am afraid that after falling into the flowers, no one will look at it.
Du Fu's plum blossom in Jiangmeitang is broken before, and there are many plum blossoms after the year. I never know that spring is good, what is the most annoying thing? The snow trees are the same color, and the river wind is its own school.
I can't see my hometown, and the witch is gloomy and rugged. At the beginning of Mei Tang, ten thousand trees in Miracle were frozen to break, and the solitary roots were warm and lonely.
Snow covered the village. Last night, flowers were in full bloom in the snow. The breeze is blowing towards Mei, so it has no emotional appeal. Avon's clean posture makes the birds jumpy.
If you obey the law next year, it will first be reflected in Chuntai. Wei Zashi came from the old country. Tell me what happened there! .
Leaning against the window and opening the first cold flower tomorrow? ? Wei has seen the cold plum hair and heard the birds singing. Looking forward to spring grass, I am afraid of jade steps.
Don Li Shangyin settled in Tianya, and he didn't want things to happen. Cold plum is the most hateful. It looks like last year's flowers.
On the river, Mei Shi suddenly saw the cold plum tree and the blooming flowers on the Han River. I don't know if spring is early, but I suspect it's playing with pearls.
Tang Yuxi, sent by Ding Meiyong, often suffers from colds in early flowers, and his condition is complicated and miserable. What happened to you in spring? Yao Tao will smile, prostitutes will look back! When I asked Jinding, I knew it tasted bad.
It is difficult to draw a single plum blossom with snow in the early days of Tang Cui Daorong. There is rhyme in the fragrance, which is extremely cold.
Flute worries, oblique skill depends on disease. Against the wind, if solved, it is easy to destroy.
Plum blossom Tang Yuxin feels plum blossom fragrance in the twelfth lunar month. I don't believe that this year's Spring Festival Evening, everyone will come to see it.
The tree hangs on the ice, and the branches are cold. If I had known I couldn't find it, I really regretted the clothes list.
Looking for Plum Blossoms in the Snow Tang Xiaogang was absolutely surprised by the late arrival of Plum Blossoms. He tried to peep in the snow. The lower branches are visible, but the higher branches are hard to know.
Everyone is embarrassed to show their wrists and make way for each other. You must also learn two or three skills by cutting and confusing.
Plum Blossom Tang Jiang Han Wei Bai Yutang has a plum tree, and now it has several flowers. Several doors are closed, how can Chunguang come in? Plum blossom beam is thin, with small calyx and pearl color.
When a flower blooms, a hundred flowers bloom and the garden is full of spring. If you want to spread the message of spring, you are not afraid of snow burial.
In di, take three fang, Dong Jun is advocated. In winter, Zhang Songlei, an empty mountain, wanted to be old, but he came when he was old.
I am afraid of willows every year, and I am sad everywhere. Vegetables lack nails and red wax blooms.
How can there be ice and snow? The east wind returns day and night. Then with Yang, Meihua, Song, Su Shi, Mo v. Frost Morning, the white head is wasted day and night.
Cut a new flower, like waiting for the moon in the west wing. Plum blossoms are in full bloom in Sushiling, Song Mei, but no pedestrians will come.
Don't take advantage of the plum to taste the boiling wine, but watch the drizzle ripen the plum. Mo Zhu Meng Li, Qingjiang drunk ink, cold branches sparse frost.
Now it's black and white, so don't ask, make up for the world. Yang Bu's painting "Song Lou Diao Mei Hua" is common, and Song's understanding of them is more realistic.
Baihua and Huadu are friends, but I only saw these three people when it was cold. Xuemeilu Songmeipo has the spirit of plum without snow and the custom of snow without plum.
Sunset poems are snowy all day, and it smells good with Mei. Song, Song and Song refused to surrender for the sake of spring, so the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. From Zhang Zhongmou's "Begging for Songs" to Huang Tingjian's "Wen Jun Si Hou Ye Mei Mao", the fragrant honey was dyed palace-style yellow.
I don't want to fold up to cover my old eyes. If you want to know the scenery in spring, go to the pond. Fishing, sleepy, Song Yang Wanli's small pavilion, the window half-closed, the door half-closed, fell asleep while reading.
Bored by plum blossoms for no reason, I deliberately blew incense to break my dreams. On a cold night, thunder comes to tea for wine, and on a cold night, the bamboo stove soup is boiled red at first.
As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month. Gu Xiaode made a frozen dumpling back when he was in danger, and coral branches hung cold on the bright moon in the sea.
Ugly monsters can be amazing and charming, and only Han Xiao knows that the soul is broken. A bottle of cold water in Zhangdaoqi, Song Mei, and a bottle of spring branches, the fragrance will not decrease.
No one has seen the bottom of the cross-inclined bamboo, and Wei Yun knows nothing about it. Hongmei Su Dongpo believes in Hongmei every year, and the river is hanging down.
Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots. At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, plum trees were tall and reflected Chu Tianbi.
The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white. I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question.
Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can I use to comfort my distant friends? Newly planted plums Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plums are planted by the pool and want to see them when they bloom.
Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you. Mo Mei, a painter in Zhao Bingwen, doesn't make powder and fat noodles, but she is afraid that others will think I am straight.
We didn't know each other when we met. Xia Fu never cut a jade man. Mianxuelin in Wang Yuan, Bai Mei, and this body, different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered like a dry spring in Wan Li. Mo Meiyuan, Wang Mian, my home is on the edge of the West Wild Goose Lake, with faint ink marks in full bloom.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun. Plum Garden Wang Mian In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were green.
No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. "Yuan Yuanhuai" is a masterpiece of enjoying red berries in spring. Last night, the east wind turned to fight, and the willow head snowed away.
A tree in the morning, like countless apricots, opens on a small bridge and leads to this lonely village. It should be that the chemical industry is too thin, so the color will help the flowers.
Don't distinguish between green branches and leaves, it will win the championship among thousands of flowers. Recalling the Snow Portrait of the Immortal by Duan Keji in Meiyuan, I accompanied him to the West Lake this year.
There are few changes in the spring breeze, and the standard grid seems to be old now. Feng Zizhen of West Lake Meiyuan is surrounded by Yulin on the bank of Su Lao Dike, and the romantic month of Liuqiao is a bosom friend.
Let him compete for happiness, not prosperity. Feng Zizhen in Meiyuan, Yuanyang is as skillful as a flower, so it is better to take pictures by the cold pond.
I'm just worried about drawing a corner and blowing it away. The film hurts the most. Painting.
3. As the old saying goes, sentences about flowers, such as from budding buds to blooming fragrance, are as follows:
1, last year today, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off. _ _ _ _ Cui Hu's "South Village of Beijing"
2, the rain closed the door pear flower, forgot youth, missed youth. _ _ _ _ Tang Yin's "A plum, a rain, a pear flower, a deep door"
3. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. _ _ _ _ Cui Hu's "South Village of Beijing"
4, the thin shadow is shallow, and the faint fragrance floats at dusk. _ _ _ _ Lin Bu's "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden" Part I
It's better to hold the incense on the branch and wait for death than to blow it into the north wind. _ _ _ _ Zheng Sixiao's painting "Chrysanthemum"
6, the peach is dying, burning its China. _ _ _ Anonymous "Yao Tao"
7, lonely and empty, spring comes late, pear blossoms are not open. _ _ _ _ Liu's "Spring Complaint"
8. In April, the world was full of flowers, and the peach blossoms in the Temple of the Mountain began to bloom. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple
9. How can plum blossoms not be a little cold? _ _ _ _ Ode to the Opening Ceremony of Master Huang Berui
10, stay in Qiu Lai on September 8th, and I will be killed in Bloom. _ _ _ _ The Last Chrysanthemum by Huang Chao
1 1, peach blossoms outside the bamboo, duck prophet of Chunjiang plumbing. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Riverside Night Scene in Hui Chong/Riverside Small Scene in Hui Chong.
12, Mei Xu Xun's snow is three points white, but the snow has lost a piece of Mei Xiang. _ _ _ _ Lu Meipo's "Attention One"
13, Lan Youxiu Xi Ju Youfang, Huai Jiaren Xi can't forget it. _ _ _ _ Liu Che's Autumn Poems
14, if I am Di Qing next year, I will report peach blossoms. _ _ _ _ Huang Chao's Chrysanthemum
15, under the east fence of chrysanthemum picking, leisurely see Nanshan. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's "Drinking Fifth"
16, Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on his head. _ _ _ _ Yang Wanli's small pool
17, there are some plums in the corner, and ling cold opens them alone. _ _ _ _ Wang Anshi's Plum Blossoms
18, plum blossoms have appeared several times in Jiangnan, and people have gone white. _ _ _ _ Liu Zhu "partridge day, snow mountain city, jade cold"
19, the next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflected in the sun are different. _ _ _ _ Yang Wanli "Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
20, Jiangnan has nothing, talk about a spring. _ _ _ _ Poems written by Lu Kai for Ye Fan
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Brief introduction of main flowers described in ancient poems
1, plum blossom; Plum is a unique traditional flower and fruit in China with a history of more than 3,000 years. The Book of Books says: "To make a harmonious soup, only salted plums will be added." "The Book of Songs Nan Zhou" says: "There are plum blossoms, actually seven!" . Mei is also mentioned in Qin Feng Zhongnan, Martin's Tomb Gate and Cao Feng's Dove.
2. Chrysanthemum. According to classic records, China has cultivated chrysanthemums for more than 3,000 years. The earliest records can be found in Zhou Guan and Ya Bu. "Book of Rites and Moon Order": "There are yellow flowers in autumn", indicating that chrysanthemums bloom in autumn, when they were all wild species and the flowers were yellow.
There are many kinds of lotus flowers, which can be divided into two categories: ornamental and edible. China is native to tropical and temperate Asia and was planted as early as the Zhou Dynasty. Lotus is precious all over the body, lotus root and lotus seed are edible, and the germ of lotus seed, rhizome, lotus node, lotus leaf, flower and seed can be used as medicine. Its character of emerging from the mud without staining has always been praised by the world.
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4. In the poem, there are many flowers in the east of Luoyang, with peaches and plums flying around ("Thinking" in Song Dynasty), the south of brothel is twelve times heavier, peaches and plums are here ("Looking at others for peaches and plums"), grass is green in the rain, and peach blossoms are red on the water ("Wangchuan" by Wang Wei). Clusters of peaches are open and ownerless, and lovely dark red reflects light red (. Catkin lightly points to people's clothes (Du Fu's "December 1st"), catkins dance wildly with the wind, fine peach blossoms chase running water (Du Fu's "Jueju"), the grass is green and willow yellow, the peach blossoms are chaotic, Li (Jia Zhi's "Two Poems of Spring Thoughts"), and Du Ruoxiang (Liu Yuxi's "Sending Longzhou Wen You Chang") is outside the curtain, and Cymbidium is green. Only the green grass (Ceng Gong's "South of the City") is full of sour plums, the banana leaves a green screen (Yang Wanli's "Sleeping in Early Summer"), and the Hongshan apricots are broken and the new green level (Bai Juyi's "South Lake in Early Spring"). Don't blame the apricot orchard for dying. How many flower arranging people in the city (Du Mu's "Apricot Garden") know that there is no road in the apricot garden, and the horse is ahead. Pears blossom everywhere without rain (Fan Chengda's Pipa Trip), and peony is full of tears in spring, but it can't lie on the branches of roses (Qin Guan's Spring Day). Only the peony is the real national color. When bloom was in China, the capital (Liu Yuxi's "Appreciating Peony") had this beautiful color. Tianjiao competed with Baihua in the evening (Liu Yuxi's "Appreciating Peony in Silly South Village") and Yao Huang was even more eager. Lotus is dust-free at the beginning (Xu Ling's), lotus fragrance sells in the end of summer, chrysanthemum breathes into the new autumn (late night), the porch drinks wine, hibiscus blooms in all directions (Wang Wei's pavilion), the wind sends me lotus fragrance, the music of dew drips on the bamboo leaves (Meng Haoran's "Summer Thoughts in Nanting"), and the bamboo color streams are green, and the lotus fragrance in the mirror (Li Bai's "don't save it"). The surface of the lake is at dawn (Liu Changqing's Leaving a Topic for Li Mingfu's Liutang), the wind in the deep water is wide, the rain is fragrant (Ouyang Xiu's Yu Hesheng Baihuazhou), the grass pavilion on the sand is dark, the lotus leaves on the edge of the city are like clouds, and the boat rolls into the Xiling Bank (Jiang Kui's Living in the Lake). Pear blossoms are fragrant with snow (Li Bai's Eight Poems of Gong Xing Le), thousands of pear blossoms are snowy, ten thousand poplar leaves (Cen Can's Send Yang Zi) are hazy in the moonlight, and a pear blossom is raining (Chen Ke's Bean Leaf Yellow). Swallows came to the news agency, pear blossoms reflected clearly (Yan Shu broke the array), and they were still deceiving birds. Pears with leaves were sent to spring alone (Du Mu), like spring rain on pear blossoms (Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow), the pear blossoms dissolved in the moon, the catkin pond was breezy (Yan Shu hinted), the court was silent and empty, and the pear blossoms were not full (Liu's Spring Complaint) The laurel tree falls in the middle of the moon, and the fragrant clouds float outside (Song).
There are many Gui Xiang. Stone rings spring back (Song Wenzhi).
If you don't envy three peaches and plums, osmanthus will become glorious (Liu Yuxi). Jiang Yun is a desert, osmanthus is wet, and plum blossom is plum blossom (Su Shi).
Why light blue and deep red, it is a first-class flower (Li Qingzhao partridge sky. Osmanthus fragrans >; )。 Light carved fence, fragrant osmanthus (Hongsi. Surprise >)
▲ There are too many poems about chrysanthemums and plum blossoms. Forgive me for stopping here! Osmanthus fragrans flower is not real, but it is severe under first frost. Just like the spring rain falls on pear flowers.
Show your eyebrows, frost and snow, peach blossoms, and green bones. Li Bai, if picking a girl by the stream, smiles at the lotus.
Rizhao's new makeup is bright under the water, fragrant in the wind and lifted in the air. Who swims on the shore, 3355 reflects weeping willows.
Zi Juan hissed into the fallen flower and saw the emptiness and heartbroken. "I can't see" Li Bai's white horse, and the Huanglong border is blocked.
Three feet of snow in Tianshan Mountain, is it a long way? Spring sticks to autumn grass, and chickens crow in the west pool.
The wind destroys the cold brown ring, and the moon is sad when it enters the frost. Remember to say goodbye to you, peach moth.
The peach is more than a hundred feet today, and the flowers have withered. Finally, I can't see it alone, but I know it with tears in my eyes.
Like a dream, Li Qingzhao suddenly had a storm last night, and she didn't need residual wine to sleep soundly. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin with a touch of crimson lips, Li Qingzhao's lonely boudoir, and an inch of sadness in her heart.
Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.
The idle window of Li Qingzhao small courtyard in Huanxisha is deep in spring, the heavy curtain is not heavy, and the seven laws lean against the building without words. The distant mountains urge dusk, and the breeze blows the rain and hits the shadow lightly. Pear blossoms are hard to thank.
Li Qingzhao embroidered a curtain in Huanxisha, and the lotus smiled and leaned on the fragrant cheeks of the precious duck, with a discerning eye. On the one hand, it is full of charm, on the other hand, it is charming and hateful, giving you a deep affection.
The partridge is dark, the corpus luteum is soft, the affection is far away, and only the fragrance is left. Why light dark red? It's a first-class flower Plum envy, chrysanthemum should be ashamed, draw a column mid-autumn festival crown. Poets can be ruthless, but why didn't they receive it in those years? Jade Pagoda Red Plum Crisp Would You Like to Break Qiongya and Explore the South Branch? I don't know how long I have borrowed it, but I see it is infinite. The Taoist priest is haggard, bored and unhappy at the bottom of the spring window.
If you want to look down on it, come and rest. It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty. When Xiaoshan Spring arrived in Nagato, the spring grass was green, and some red plums were broken, but they were not blooming evenly.
Take out the buttered tea in the cage, and the broken jade is crystal clear. I want to keep the morning dream, take a sip and surprise a cup of spring. Many doors are set off one by one, and the sparse curtains penetrate the faint shadows. What a beautiful night.
For the third time in two years, I am worthy. Come back and say that I want to have a good taste of the warm spring. A piece of plum, red lotus root, fragrant residual jade autumn.
Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Linjiang Xianmeiyuan is a little deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion in the Spring Festival Evening are gaunt and damaging to everyone.
Just dream at night. It should be Nanzhi. Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube Hugh blowing.
Who knows that the fragrance is blown out and the warm wind comes late, so don't let the apricot flowers get fat. Easy home Chen double batch: really use this number, wonderful! Look at the west wind and meditate, when the reed is red and white and heartbroken.
There is no trace of the old garden in the autumn sky fence, and the dream is clear and the frost is clear. I miss the wild goose, and I sit and listen to the evening anvil.
Who has pity on my yellow flower disease and comforted me to see you again? Interview with childe Juyi.
5. Lilies are in bud, and sentences expressing feelings express feelings.
1, finishing happiness is a kind of mood, a natural and positive attitude. Seek happiness in the ordinary, in the hardships, and in the twists and turns. Happiness is a kind of tolerance, a kind of self-restraint, a kind of temperament and a kind of grace. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, no matter how helpless life is, there is no need to be depressed as long as there is happiness in your heart. Keep a clean heart, become indifferent and lose calm.
I have never been alone with you in the scenery I passed by. In my scattered years, with you, the sun is shining. Goodbye is not seen, in the dream of floating life, the words become sorrow. My sadness buried the loneliness of this season.
3. There are always many things that can't be kept, such as the time of going far, such as withered emotions; There are always many things that are hard to give up, such as chasing dreams, such as deep love in my heart. There are many unknown factors on the road of life that constantly change our direction. When a road is impassable, don't cling to the scenery in front of you, don't look back at your journey, summon up courage to turn a corner, and maybe you can dig out your vitality and dig out a bright future.
Being missed is a kind of happiness, and missing others is a kind of warmth. Emotional things are often unclear, not that you don't want to love, not that you don't love, but that love is also a kind of harm. There is a love in the world called striving, and there is a love called giving up. If you love each other very much, as long as there is a little hope together, you must strive for it, because missing it is a lifetime. If love makes everyone suffer, perhaps the best way is to let go and give each other a space.